Let’s face it some days are better than others, especially when you are getting on in years and your arthritis is not being quiet. In these verses you can tell the Psalmist was having a good day.
You got me when I was an unformed youth, God, and taught me everything I know.
Now I’m telling the world your wonders; I’ll keep at it until I’m old and gray.
God, don’t walk off and leave me until I get out the news of your strong right arm to this world, news of your power to the world yet to come, your famous and righteous ways, O God.
God, you’ve done it all! Who is quite like you? You, who made me stare trouble in the face, Turn me around; now let me look life in the face.
I’ve been to the bottom; bring me up, streaming with honours; turn to me, be tender to me,
And I’ll take up the lute and thank you to the tune of your faithfulness, God.
I’ll make music for you on a harp, Holy One of Israel.
When I open up in song to you, I let out lungs full of praise, my rescued life a song.
All day long I’m chanting about you and your righteous ways, While those who tried to do me in slink off looking ashamed. (Psalm 71:17-24, MSG)
How is your day? Even if it’s a less than stellar, God is still our God, ready and able to help us.
Prayer- Lord, we beg you, help us remember that a bad day is still a good day because you are always with us. Amen.